"........................."
K'rahto's expression almost remained the same against K'nahli's cold words. To his permanent frown was added a brief pang of surprise, which was quickly covered up by his usual aggressiveness. It was too early to lick the wounds of his pride. He'd taken the most difficult step, his declaration had been made; he couldn't back out just yet.
"I'd take good care of you, K'nahli Yohko!"
Even if the girl had turned her back to him, he insisted with the same tone-- loud and clear, a mix of aggressive and apparently respectful. And clumsy, very clumsy. His position was firm, his head up, and every single muscle of his body was rigid with tension.
"As the highest form of respect towards you, I would also take good care of your sister K'mih! This I promise!"
In his Tia mind, that was a suggestion that K'nahli should appreciate: her beloved sister in hands of a Tia she could trust. How could she refuse?
K'rahto's expression almost remained the same against K'nahli's cold words. To his permanent frown was added a brief pang of surprise, which was quickly covered up by his usual aggressiveness. It was too early to lick the wounds of his pride. He'd taken the most difficult step, his declaration had been made; he couldn't back out just yet.
"I'd take good care of you, K'nahli Yohko!"
Even if the girl had turned her back to him, he insisted with the same tone-- loud and clear, a mix of aggressive and apparently respectful. And clumsy, very clumsy. His position was firm, his head up, and every single muscle of his body was rigid with tension.
"As the highest form of respect towards you, I would also take good care of your sister K'mih! This I promise!"
In his Tia mind, that was a suggestion that K'nahli should appreciate: her beloved sister in hands of a Tia she could trust. How could she refuse?
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Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)
